Planted in Hell

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Baby your head is in the clouds

But my feet are in the ground

And the devil isn't letting go.

The rain you let fall

Allows me to flower and grow,

You make me flourish and thrive.

But I'll always be planted in hell.

Darling you're causing me

To grow my way to heaven.

My head lost in the clouds

My heart set alight

My soul free to fly.

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